Compassionate Citizen


A time where I have been a compassionate citizen at Foothills Christian was when there was
a guy in the bathroom who was trying to be funny by acting like he was Gay.
I told him that God loves him when I could have gotten angry with him and acted out or even
just ignored him. When I saw him later I gave him a fist bump even when he didn’t wash his hands.
Just kidding I don’t know if he washed his hands or not. This is being a compassionate citizen because I was thinking about his well-being as a person before I was thinking of myself. I realize that he is acting out for attention because he has a problem in his life that has
not been dealt with. I act out in ways for attention as well but my ways are more accepted by
society. I also realized that I didn’t know his home life or situation and so my one act of kindness
could have meant the world to him.

Another situation where I was a compassionate citizen was
when this girl liked me and I felt she was being immature about it. She wouldn’t say anything but
would try to send me hints by sending her friends to ask me questions for her or just being
around me but not being direct. The way I wanted to treat the situation was by exposing her and
telling everyone so that she could learn her lesson. She also did a prank on me to try to tell me
that she liked me but I also got annoyed with this. Instead of exposing her and making her feel
bad by saying something harsh, I told her that she should just be direct in what she is saying
and that I won’t be mean to her so that there is nothing to worry about. I feel like I was being
compassionate because I was in a power position and I could have easily embarrassed her and
been very mean to her but instead I chose to show her that it is okay to say what you want and
to comfort her because I realized that she was probably feeling insecure and unsure of herself and I am the exact same way.

Another time when I was a compassionate citizen was when I saw this dude was sitting alone by himself
during the break time and I told him to come and sit with me. I feel like this was compassionate
because I didn’t really want to talk to him but I realized that for someone who has nobody to talk
to it could literally save their life just by listening to what they have to say. I felt like it was
compassionate because I took my mind off of me and what I needed and put it on him and what
he needed. I could have had my own insecurities about sitting with the “uncool” kid and being
marked as an outcast but instead of looking at what I thought man would like to see I looked at
what God would like to see and his heart for people